It didn’t take me 5 years to figure out that being married doesn’t suck.
Actually, it has lots of perks like…
- saving on the cost of living
- using your spouse as an automatic excuse to get out of doing shit you don’t want to do
- benefits from your spouse’s employer (ie. reaping all the rewards without actually working)
- having a person to delegate tedious chores to, like vacuuming or taking out the garbage (I imagine this benefit will multiply when children enter the picture)
- being able to fold fitted sheets. Have you ever tried folding fitted sheets by yourself? It’s impossible.
- having an awesome vegetarian dinner waiting for you after you come home from weight lifting
- having another person to do fun things with!
. . .which can also be viewed as. . .
- forcing another person to do things with you so you don’t have to look like a loser doing them alone!
- company. Even when you’re in different parts of the house doing completely different things
Today is the 5th anniversary of our wedding in Domegge di Cadore in Northern Italy. So, happy anniversary to my favourite husband! (Okay, so he’s my favourite by default because I only have one husband, but I really, really do like him.)
Six months after Matt and I decided that we wanted to spend our lives together, we hopped on a plane for a destination wedding. We wanted our closest family and friends to be there, we wanted to get away from the demands of planning a big to-do, and we wanted to get married in a place with meaning. So Matt and I wed in my mother-in-law’s home town of Domegge di Cadore in Belluno, Italy; Population: 2,675 (this number may or may not include the family donkeys). We were married in the St. George Church in front of our families, friends, and the local radio audience. (True story, our wedding was broadcast on local radio. Did I mention Domegge is a really small town?)
I had no idea what the church would look like, what kind of flowers I would be carrying, or who the priest was but I had the important things: my family and my fiance.
I was really excited to drive to the church . . . which was only about 100m away from my uncle-in-law’s place. But, seriously, I actually was really excited to hear all the church bells ringing.
My dad and I outside of the 800 year old St. George’s Parish, pre-ceremony.
The main event.
So many things went wrong in our ceremony it was hilarious. . . but I guess that’s what you get when you spend about 30 minutes planning your wedding.
Hitched! They actually threw rice!
Vicki, my sister/Maid of Honour.
Family Photo! Sister; Brother-in-Law; Self; Husband; Nonna; Dad
Funny face pics at the mess hall where our wedding meal went on for, like, 6 hours . . . but was one of the most delicious meals I had ever tasted
Most hideous, yet delicious, rum wedding cake. Please don’t submit this photo to cake wrecks… I might cry.
We followed up our wedding with 3 glorious weeks of European honeymooning in Switzerland, France, and Belgium. It was THE most amazing time of my life.
I guess that’s another perk of being married—a honeymoon.
In the last five years since I married my favourite person in the whole wide world, we’ve gotten jobs, moved cities, bought a house, added a furry little bundle of joy to our family, and travelled the world. It’s all stuff that I could have, and would have, done alone but having my husband with me made it all that much easier. He’s a sounding board to bounce ideas off of and a support beam to hold me up when I’m under stress.
The life I have with my husband makes me happy.
**This post was mostly a mash-up of my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Anniversary posts, because what happened on the day of my wedding hasn’t changed neither has my love for my husband. Actually that last part’s a lie. (Cue the cheesiness factor:) I always seem to love him more.